Might as well, other wise it would be a short story, (and less lewd.)

Ignoring the heat rushing to your cheeks, you decide to be as honest and direct as possible. “Aphrodite, the goddess of passion appeared before my ancestor, the first Queen of the Amazons. The mere sight of the goddess was enough to arouse the normally frigid Amazon.” The unmasked arousal in everyone’s eyes makes your blush grow even hotter. “Without saying a word, the goddess removed the sheer veil covering her glorious nude figure and the poor Queen of the Amazons was now enthralled by her divine presence.” Your heart pounds like a drum under your breasts and your voice becomes breathless and husky, both from the story and from the three men gently stroking your arms, legs, and shoulders.

“The goddess approached her slowly and elegantly and the Queen, unable to move or even take her eyes off the goddess, was unable to dampen the fire building in her body. Aphrodite stripped off the Queen’s armor and caressed her breasts and thighs between deep and loving kisses. She then pressed my royal ancestor back onto her bed and made passionate love to her.” You bite your lower lip and shiver as the story heats your already dripping core; you have been slowly aroused ever since the trio of suitors started stroking you, but the recounting of this story is making you itch with need. “As the goddess made love to the queen, she lit a fire deep inside of her sex, ensuring that she would never be cold again.”

You notice a sudden realization in Ceno’s eyes, something that makes him blush heavily. Perhaps the night you and Thea spent with him is starting to make a little more sense and with your next words, you confirmed his and by now the rest of the crowd’s assumption. “That night Aphrodite cursed not just the queen, but all of us, with an unending fire in our loins, one that must be sated again and again, as punishment for our cold hearts.”

“Aphrodite wasn’t the only one that cursed us that night. The god of war joined Aphrodite and the Amazon Queen in her bed. He took both the goddess and the queen, and as Ares filled my ancestor with his godly sperm, he cursed her for defying his will. Ever since that passionate mating, Amazons give birth to only daughters, forcing us to rely on men from outside of Accor to father our offspring.

“Ares’ punishment was great, but so was Aphrodite’s compassion. In return for a child of his own, the goddess of love asked that she be allowed to modify his curse. So as…” you paused and shuddered softly at this next part, your golden skin now a deep rosy red, “As…As Ares bent the goddess of love over, so that he could fill her with his seed, Aphrodite placed her lips between the Queen's legs and planted her tender kisses on her petals, breathing passion into her flower. From then on, any man who couples with an Amazon is…r-rewarded with an intense and pleasurable orgasm, an orgasm that could only be surpassed if they were making love to Aphrodite herself.”

You could see quite a few eager eyes among the men in the crowd. To make sure they didn’t get any crude ideas or tried to **** any of your Sisters, you make sure to emphasize the next part. “But if a man tries to take an Amazon without her permission, the climax he experiences will instead feel like they are ejecting hot lead, they would become as impotent as an old man. If he is lucky, the Amazon curse might transfer to them, reducing their age to that of a youth and transforming them into a male Amazon.”

You pause for a moment to let the men take that to heart; **** your Sisters was incredibly dangerous. There are ways around this, of course, you've heard that the slavers of Athenapolis use a **** that intensifies the Amazon’s natural heat to such a degree that they beg to be violated. Your fingers tighten into fists - yet another reason to end this damn city’s existence. You were about to continue when suddenly, and not surprisingly, you hear a surprised gasp, “There are males?!”

You blink at the question and **** your hands to lie flat on your thighs once again. “Oh…well yes, but like I said they are sterile, so they are really only good as servants. They are also very skittish around outsiders.”

“What do they look like,” asked another.

Without meaning to, you glance over at Ceno. You and Thea often picked on him, saying that he looked like an Amazon male. He was fit, yet slender, and he did have a more feminine look to him than masculine, even more so now that he was pouting at you. He was quite cute. The rest of the crowd chuckle as they quickly catch the interplay between the two of you. With that, you finished off the story.

“Once the deed was done, the curse spread to the rest of the Queen's warriors. She did so by first bringing her two most trusted companions to bed with her and sleeping with them. The two warriors then left to pick two more warriors to sleep with, and the warriors, in turn, did the same. This was done out of respect for the two gods and the Queen of the Amazons. This trinity is reflected in the way we live, the way the fight, and the way we love.”

As you finish the story, a question comes from your right. It came from a young, beautiful noblewoman with smooth light skin and golden blonde hair. She has, you recall, been eyeing you with a lustfully during the entirety of your story. “So, we know what happens when men make love to Amazons, but what happens to women.”

“Our curse is transferred to them,” you reply simply, “Like when we turn men into Amazons, women ages are reduced to that of a youth, their bodies are changed to that of an Amazon warrior, and they forget everything about their past life. It’s how we recruit new amazons and how we punish the women that serve any man that has wronged us.” As you say this you notice that the servant girl fanning you leaning in a bit closer with a deep look of interest in her eyes.

The noble however is displeased by this information, “So is there no way for a woman to avoid the curse?”

Laoda is next to speak up. “Oh, there’s a way, honey, actually there are a couple of ways. The first, and probably the most romantic way, is to get an Amazon to fall in love with you. Not only are you not affected by the curse but you can also break it. Any man or woman who mates with an Amazon that has fallen truly in love with them will break the curse. The former Amazon loses much of her strength and will give birth to a normal baby boy or girl.”

“It’s also a good way for an Amazon to get banished,” you say glaring at Laoda.

Laoda rolls her eyes and continues, “Or, you can do what I do,” she says holding up her medallion, “Come to a priestess of Aphrodite and we will bestow her blessing on you. For one full year, you can mate with any Amazon you want, or we can bless some jewelry. I wear this everywhere I go and you can practically become immune. And before any of you lechers ask, no Aphrodite’s blessing won’t work for you. You have to do it the hard way, either prove your worth as a noble warrior or prove your worth as a beloved companion.”

“And I, my beautiful Queen, plan to do both,” you hear from the back of the crowd.

As you and the rest of the group turn to the source of the voice, you can’t help but tense up and grind your teeth. Standing before you is probably the most disrespectful and most unworthy excuse for a man you have ever seen.